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Knowing that you're financially capable of doing practically anything to make the best out of what little time you have left and that Holly Randall is the only thing you think can keep your motor running a little longer is absolutely the most tragic thing I've ever heard, and you might as well just wheel yourself into a corner and wait for Death's cool hand to tap you on your shoulder because you really have reached the end of the line.

I know you'll probably claim your post was satire, but come on, really, we both know it's not. After ten posts regarding Holly's magnificence, a claim of satire would have no credibility, and you're pushing, or have crossed, the hundred mark. Here's my suggestion: LIVE! Get the the fuck out of NorCal and set the world on fire! Blow thousands and thousands of dollars in Monte Carlo! Pay $50,000 to sleep with a REAL supermodel! Go to Beirut, buy some RPGs and launch them into Israel just for shits and giggles! Your options are endless! LIVE, brother, LIVE! I know we haven't seen eye to eye from time to time, but the thought of you just wasting away while pining for Holly Randall is very upsetting to me. Go raise hell, you unispired fucker!

And I've said it before and I'll say it again: Holly looks MUCH better when she's not trying to look sexy. I find this recent photo to be among her worst, and her tongue most definitely needs to remain in her mouth unless there is a penis or vagina on it.




Your post actually is well received ... sure I am being silly/satirical/retarded, but I am also, without shame, enthralled with Holly. I dont know why, and I really dont care. It's just XPT/Porn/Internet related silliness wrapped in a highschool crush wrapper. She knows me, where I am comming from and that I am kidding (more or less); and trust me Random, I am LIVING dude, as best as I am able. I have spent the last couple of months traveling every week from Seattle, to Los Angeles, to Reno, to Vegas...back home to the Bay Area and back and forth, etc etc etc. Even my own family doesnt know where I am at right now (back in Buena Park, about to meet "Sabrina" for the third time this month.)

But posting actual, blow by blow accounts of, um, ah....me being blown by "super model"-ish call girls would be obnoxious, arrogant and, in the long run, boring as all hell (however, from now on, I will try and save certain parts of the conversations I end up having with these girls...they can be quite entertaining to say the least.)

Holly, on the other hand, is like an institution here....everyone loves her and, compared to the hackneyed, fucked up porn chicks out there who, behind their disigenuous smiles and faux statements of "Oh I love to swallow gallons of cum and have 34 dicks up my ass between the hours of 8 am amd 10 pm, everyday, except sundays when it is DOUBLE that, yada yada yada...." , Holly is a breath of fresh air (mixed with a suggestion of Strawberry edible Lube found in most Adult Novelty shops.)

I intend to rant and rave about Holly until I really do fucking croak...but I will try and throw in some other details about my other fun-filled escapades and shennanigans, like the fake epileptic fit I threw in Ruth Chris Steak House on Van Ness in San Francisco last week when they brought me my steak and it was totally OVER cooked after i specified 3 (three) fucking times to the HOTT-but-totally-brain-dead waitress "MEDIUM RARE...i.e. PINK all the way through...ok Honey? Got that?" I complained loudly, "Dammit! I wanted it Medium RARE! Look at this!! it is Brown all the way through...what the hell do I....ugh, wait....ahhhh!" .... then began to shake violently and drool, fell out of my chair and kicked the table next to mine spilling all their drinks....then after 30 seconds, i was "fine". I then Jewishly got them to let me have my meal for free in exchange for not suing them for Anguish.

See Random, I was practicing for when Ceara Lynch Wheels me into the Moonlite Bunny ranch this summer as part of our Perverted Older Crippled Invalid Brother/Younger Sister "field trip" to the whorehouse to help the brother get laid -type event....you wont want to miss that.
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